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by Nicki
Rated: E · Prose · Personal · #1851005
captive, alone & lonely, scared, lost, wandering, mental health
Classrooms are prison cells,
inside my head I run in circles,
searching for the man they call imagine.
Until we meet I shall never be free.
I'll dig... I'll bleed....
To find you...
I can't be here,
and not know where this life will take us....
Where are we now?
and why do i think so much about what [I am]?
it shouldn't be this difficult,
to just to be...

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Classrooms are prison cells,
Inside my head I run in circles
searching for the man they call imagine.
Until we meet again, I'll not be free.
So, I shall dig...
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